Tracee Olga

Rookie - 175 Points (28th July 1990 / Nairobi, Kenya)

Easter Guilt - Poem by Tracee Olga

Appeared in body
Vindicated by the spirit
Seen by the angels
Taken up in glory
Unapproachable light put out for me
Blameless to take all the blame
Abandoned all his riches and grace

If only I knew exactly how heaven looks like
Then probably I would appreciate more
How much it cost to see my sin on that cross
If only I could perceive his glory
My imagination and knowledge is not enough
A city of gold and silver
Glittering like a diamond
Nowhere on earth compared
He left it all

Torn of all respect
Drained of all his strength
Hands stretched out bitter vinegar in his throat
Yet am still me, a mess, nothing but a mess
Crucifying him over and over again
The nail on his wrist I am
The thorn in his crown
Crucifying him with my unfaithfulness
Tell me how not to feel guilty.

Topic(s) of this poem: god

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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